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for a maid, nor didn‘t allow ’em In the house.’ So, girls, you
can have the two dollars 9. week extra. ltwill be mere play
to have the company of the little angel. 3 on must win her
alfections, an’ in that way secure those of one Who Will well
repay you. I
(Enter MR. SMYTHE and ckzlcj.) .
Ah! here comes the darling! So you are going out until after-
noon, are you, Mr. Smythe? .
MR. SMYTHE. Yes, Mrs. Barr; I hope she wont be trouble-
Iome.
lVIRS. B. Let your mind rest perfectly easy about the dear
.itt1e creature; we shall devote ourselves to her. Not for one
moment shall she be out of our sight.
MR. S. Don’t indulge her too much-that is what is spoil-
in%' her. . .
‘Ins. B. I assure you. we will be extremely judicious-as
judicious as though she were our own.
MR. S. Very well; thank you. Good-morning. (E.m't.)
(CI: ild 8(‘I'(’lI m x. )
Mus. B. There, there, Ivlaude, don‘t cry ‘cause papals gone.
He’ll be back in a little while-in a little teenty-weenty while.
(Clzzld Amps on sci-ea-Ming.) Good gracious, Clem, we shall all
be deal! Why don't you give her that album an‘ done with it?
(‘1.E.u. Shell tear it to picees, the little vixen?
Bins. 13. Oh! never mind a few leaves torn out. The peo-
ple that. writ on ‘em didn't really care for you. while the sacri-
tiee of your album is but a trifle when you consider- Heavens
an‘ earth! VVell, yes, give it to her. Wta can‘t stop to count
the cost now. I did treasure that. clock because Barr bought
it at auction to please me-a real French timepiece-but the
child must have something to play With, or we shall all go
wild! To say nothin' of my bein‘ able to concentrate my mind
on the men 11.-which is particularly troublesome today, bein'
compelled to unite elegance with economy.
K. Give us something new.
MRS. B. Well, say we have oyster soup. (lVI.n:DE screams.)
Yes, yes. give her the Dresden shephcrdess; it's worth a mint
of money in these days of brie-a-brac, but the little imp-pa
tient creature must be quieted somehow. Did she leave any-
thing of the clock?
CLEM. Oh! yes; she only picked the hands 011' !
MRS. B. VVell, it kept her still a few minutes, anywa ', the
pretty love! Good Lord! what shall we do with her? ‘W a
good mind to shut her u in my closet, an‘ leave her there till
she yells herself out. ‘d do 1t, only she‘s big enough to tell
her pa, which would never do.
. . . (Enter Mus REDDING.)
Qhl 1t’s you, Is it, Mrs. Redding? You seem to be going out;
did you want any thing?